Subjugating the Geum-dwaeji (2)
Subjugating the Geum-dwaeji (2)
Geum-dwaeji.
Half-human half-beast yokai.
Greedy, despicable, filthy.
Loves women.
Hobby: kidnapping, imprisonment, and training.
If it's a pretty woman, he definitely drags her into his cave and breaks her.
However, you must not submit to the Geum-dwaeji.
The moment you give up on your own, you'll fall into becoming one of his livestock......
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'Is this the place?'
Muk Seo-ah wiped the sweat from her brow.
The Geum-dwaeji's cave wasn't far away, and since time was of the essence, she'd had to run all the way from the Pleasure House.
Losing to the Geum-dwaeji would be dangerous. He was barely a mid-level yokai at best—not overwhelmingly strong or anything. Raw power wasn't always the measure of danger.
'The Geum-dwaeji...'
Muk Seo-ah flapped her collar to cool off the sweat. Her breaths came out in heavy pants.
This was why a woman's body was such a pain in the ass. It was the most glaring downside she'd felt ever since the Jaungyeokhaeng curse hit her.
Same stamina as before. But it felt way harder. All because she was lugging around these massive lumps of fat on her chest.
These useless tits made it tough to run, tough to move.
She was acting exactly like she did as a man, but she tired out faster. Muk Seo-ah caught her breath for a moment to recover her stamina. Her energy started filling back up quick.
Stamina was stamina, but heat was heat.
Under Muk Seo-ah's breasts, sweat pooled thick from the skin pressing together. Beads of sweat dotted her cleavage.
"Ah, this is driving me nuts. It's twice as hot."
Was this what it felt like to carry around pillows strapped to your chest?
Breasts just brought heat, fatigue, and restrictions on movement. Completely fucking useless.
'Anyway, the Geum-dwaeji... he tries to turn the women he captures into livestock. That's why he's dangerous.'
Of course, that didn't apply to her. Muk Seo-ah wasn't about to get caught in the first place. She was on a whole different level from a mid-level yokai like that.
Still, if a typical weak exorcist got nabbed—especially a woman.
Shit would hit the fan big time.
They'd have to face the Geum-dwaeji's perverted lust head-on.
"...Can't let that happen."
Muk Seo-ah gritted her teeth.
She pulled a hand axe from her mouth and stepped into the Geum-dwaeji's lair.
A Minor Demon was guarding the cave entrance.
"What bitch—"
"Bitch?"
Muk Seo-ah charged straight at the yokai.
The short male yokai wearing a pig mask on his face was sliced vertically in an instant.
Yellow blood dripped from the axe. A feral killing intent gleamed in Muk Seo-ah's eyes.
"Eek!"
The other Minor Demons fled deeper into the cave. It was obvious at a glance. They couldn't handle an exorcist of her caliber.
They had no choice but to call the boss.
"Yeah, go call the Geum-dwaeji."
Muk Seo-ah deliberately didn't chase them. Securing hostages was the priority right now. Slaughtering yokai could wait.
Her razor-sharp reason was as cold as the axe's edge. Muk Seo-ah dashed into the cave's depths.
'Where's the prison?'
Muk Seo-ah focused her senses as she ran. She smashed through doors blocking her path and hacked down any Minor Demons in her way.
That's when a human voice reached her ears.
"Ugh...! Unngh!"
A faint moan leaked from the winding depths of the cave.
Over there.
Muk Seo-ah leaped into the underground prison, where she saw bars.
Two people were chained up. One man and one woman.
Beyond the iron bars stood a triangular torture device made of wood, and the woman was restrained on it, her privates fixed right atop the sharp peak.
"Unngh, ah, aaahngh!"
The woman wore a blindfold. Her arms were bound behind her back, thighs and ankles shackled to the device.
Gravity bore down on her. The pointed triangular torture device dug into her sensitive slit.
"Heeng! Haaang! Kkul, kkul! Kkul-kkul!"
The blonde woman thrashed about.
Desperate to feel less, she twisted her body with all her might.
But the more she did, the worse the stabbing stimulation from the triangular torture device got, making it impossible to stay still. When she hit climax and bucked her hips, it dug even deeper into her privates.
The vicious cycle: the more she felt it, the more stimulation she got. Thrashing to escape it only brought climax faster—a pure torment.
Gravity doesn't lie. No one in the world could escape it.
Pressed down by her own weight, the woman climaxed endlessly on the triangular torture device stabbing between her legs.
"Hngghk?! H-haa! Ah! Stooop! Uwaaang!"
The situation was dire. Muk Seo-ah swung her axe immediately, slicing through the bars.
She kicked the wooden triangular torture device to pieces. Only then did the freed woman collapse to the floor, trembling.
"Kkul, kkul-kkul...! I-I'm sorry! Forgive me just once, hngh. I... I'll be a pig..."
The woman was drooling and squirting like crazy. Both her top mouth and bottom one leaked fluids like she'd lost her mind.
Muk Seo-ah snapped the chains from her arms and removed the blindfold.
Even with all restraints gone, the woman couldn't regain her senses.
"Huu... huu..."
Her eyes, now free of the blindfold, were filled only with submission. Her pupils were unfocused. Her mind was utterly broken—a perfect defeat.
"Hey! Snap out of it! You're an exorcist, right?"
Muk Seo-ah shouted. Time was critical. Without immediate treatment, this woman could end up a vegetable.
Exorcists usually had that distinctive spark in their eyes that made them easy to spot. But right now, this woman was just a broken sex slave, body and mind ruined. No way she looked like an exorcist in this state.
"Damn it. I'll carry you! Let's go!"
Muk Seo-ah was grunting as she hoisted up the limp woman when—
"Where do you think you're going? Do you know how long it took to break that bitch?"
The Geum-dwaeji came down the stairs.
Sallow skin, fat bloated body. Even his fancy clothes couldn't hide the gut sticking out.
His Demonic Aura had grown strong enough for a near-human form. But he still had pig ears. No snout or tail, though.
Not fully humanized. Weaker than the Dueoksini.
'Exorcise.'
Muk Seo-ah gripped her axe.
"Oho, gonna kill me? Bitches like you never know your place."
The Geum-dwaeji pointed with his pudgy finger—aimed at the female exorcist Muk Seo-ah was supporting.
She flinched and trembled under his gaze.
"Eek."
"Finally submitting, huh? I've been waiting. Become a sow."
"Unngh?! N-no! I hate it!!"
The female exorcist covered her breasts with both arms. Pointless resistance. She'd already submitted once.
Her body and mind, infiltrated by Demonic Aura, changed exactly as the Geum-dwaeji desired.
"Kkul, kkul-kkul!"
The woman oinked through her tears. The last shreds of her humanity vanished. Soaked in sweat and fluids, she rolled on the filthy floor like a pig in mud.
Naked, rolling on the ground. Forgetting all shame, she habitually fingered her privates, squeezed her legs together, and wallowed. She'd become a sow chasing nothing but pleasure.
Muk Seo-ah bit her lip hard.
The woman in front of her masturbated vulgarly as she crawled to her designated spot.
In one corner of the underground prison was a beast pen. Real pigs wallowed in the mud there, oinking away.
The woman crawled into the fence, rubbing herself in the dirt among the pigs.
"Kkul, kkul-kkul..."
"Kuhahahahaha!"
Hearing the Geum-dwaeji's laughter, Muk Seo-ah realized it in a flash.
Those pigs were all originally human.
After believing themselves to be pigs for so long, the curse had spread to their bodies, turning them into beasts.
"You unrecyclable piece of yokai shit...! You don't deserve to live."
Muk Seo-ah advanced on him with her axe raised, step by step.
Time to lop off the Geum-dwaeji's head: 5 seconds.
"Come any closer, and I'll kill all these ones."
The Geum-dwaeji pointed at the pen. Yellow Demonic Aura flickered from his pudgy fingertip. Muk Seo-ah halted.
She was the undisputed top exorcist.
But the source of that strength was overwhelming defense and stamina, thanks to her Cheonae Yuseon trait that nullified spells.
Muk Seo-ah wasn't faster than the Geum-dwaeji's Demonic Aura blasts.
"Try it. You think those are hostages? They're your lifeline. Kill them, and you're dead too."
"Exorcists are all talk. That sow bitch got caught the same way. In the end, you can't bring yourselves to harm humans."
The Geum-dwaeji snapped his fingers.
Iron chains materialized in the air and clattered to the ground.
"Pick up the chains and climb onto the device. Get tied up nice and quiet. Won't say it twice."
Muk Seo-ah hesitated for a moment. Should she just obey a yokai? Hell no. Especially not a cowardly bastard like the Geum-dwaeji—no need to cooperate.
But her situation was special.
Any other exorcist would be right to kill the Geum-dwaeji here. Not her. She had a way to take down the yokai scum while protecting the hostages.
"...Fine. I'll do it. Happy now?"
Muk Seo-ah pretended to comply reluctantly and picked up the chains. She tried climbing onto the triangular torture device, but it was too high—her feet couldn't touch the ground.
"Nah. Strip naked first, then climb up."
The Geum-dwaeji snickered.
Muk Seo-ah's axe practically hummed with rage.
'Yeah, laugh it up. Feels like you're winning right now, huh?'
These chains were made with magic, so to Muk Seo-ah with her Cheonae Yuseon, they were just ordinary iron. Only a matter of time. Nothing she couldn't break free from.
Once he tied her up tight, the Geum-dwaeji would let his guard down. He couldn't watch her 24/7. She'd slip the chains and kill him when the opening came.
Hiding her dark intentions, Muk Seo-ah obediently stripped layer by layer, feigning compliance. Each piece of cloth that fell brought a surge of shame.
The Geum-dwaeji's lust-filled gaze.
His thick cock, heavily erect.
The male's ugly lust raking over her skin like a hammer blow.
When she finally shed her last undergarment, baring her privates, her shame peaked. Her face burned red, ready to explode.
'I'm a man, you fucking bastard!'
Her mind was male, but this vulgar male lust crashing in just because her body was female—nothing pissed her off more.
Every time that sticky gaze touched her, goosebumps erupted. Her whole body burned with fury, barely holding back the curses.
"Ooh... this one's top-tier."
The Geum-dwaeji admired.
He gripped his twitching cock through his pants.
"Hurry up, get on the device."
Muk Seo-ah clicked her tongue and climbed onto the triangular torture device.
Plunk.
As expected, gravity pressed her crotch right onto the peak. Just sitting there stimulated her privates.
Whirrl—
The chains coiled automatically, binding her body tight. Her arms locked behind her.
Ankles and thighs shackled, folding her legs.
Her feet lifted completely off the ground. Suspended in midair, her full weight bore down below.
"Unngh."
The device stabbed deep into her privates that much harder.
"Kuhahat! Nice view. The moment a cocky exorcist bitch becomes a sow—that's the best. You look like you'll be a masterpiece."
"Fuck off."
"This?"
She'd cursed, but the Geum-dwaeji dropped his pants.
He approached and shook his dick right in her face.
It was huge. Insanely thick. Every vein visible.
Solid as hell just looking at it.
Muk Seo-ah stared blankly at the cock like a frog hypnotized by a snake.
Then, snapping to, she lunged to bite it off.
Clack.
The Geum-dwaeji yanked back quick; her teeth sliced empty air.
"Close one. Almost got snipped."
"...Perfect. Nothing more fun than breaking a feisty bitch. That one held out five days. Let's see how long you last?"
Five days......?
Muk Seo-ah grasped the meaning.
No way—in just five days, a person could go that far off the rails?
The woman was still oinking in the pig pen.
"If you can't take it anymore, surrender. Oink for me, and I'll make it easy."
The Geum-dwaeji grinned sleazily. Muk Seo-ah spat right in his face.
"So that's the spell condition? Can't turn 'em into pigs unless they agree."
"..."
The Geum-dwaeji grimaced, wiping the spit from his cheek. With that spit-slick finger, he pinched her nipple.
Muk Seo-ah let out a faint gasp, and he grabbed both her shoulders, pressing down slow and steady.
The triangular torture device dug even deeper into her privates.
"Hngh."
"One week. Hold out a week, and I'll free you and everyone here. Fail, and I'll break you thoroughly."
"Just gotta not oink, right?"
Muk Seo-ah trusted her stamina.
She'd break the chains and kill the bastard long before then.
"Sorry, but I'm not the type to surrender to mid-level yokai trash."
"...Bring the Poppy Essence vat. Coat this bitch head to toe in aphrodisiac till she screams."
The Geum-dwaeji summoned a Minor Demon minion and issued the order.
He dragged over a big chair and lounged back. Settling into the corner of the prison, he grinned as he watched Muk Seo-ah.
Now it begins.
Nothing excited the Geum-dwaeji more than watching a proud, fierce exorcist reduced to panting.